January 31, 2006
I prep by reading Get Hired Fast. The questions are going to be fast and furious. I may not know the answers, but all I need to be is prepared and honest. O– calls. This is the first phone interview of my post-master’s degree job search.
He calls unexpectedly early. Is he trying to throw me off my game?
No! He is totally nice! At one point he asks if I will mind working for someone who sometimes stumbles over his words. I will not! I said that he just made me feel comfortable, but what I really wanted to say is: “I stumble over my words too! That’s why I was so nervous about this phone interview!” It didn’t work out, because I don’t have all the experience he is looking for, (he might be able to use me on another project.) But my first (I have two more) phone interview of the day went well.
January 29, 2006
+ JANUARY 3, 2006 AWARDED MASTER’S DEGREE +
YAY!! It’s been posted to my unofficial transcript which means that no nightmarish little glitch got in the way of me and my degree. (Unlike the bachelor degree fiasco which time has not yet made funny.) I have a graduate degree. Wahoo! =D
January 29, 2006
Moving can be lonely. (The alternate title to this post.) It reminds me that I am still a wandering troubadour, not the co-house living, bed with my lover sharing, pregnant bellied woman, just got home from the farmer’s market woman I have pictured in my head. So, my small sadness this month has been loneliness. I have so many people, but have not felt that anyone else was sharing my life. I called my mom and she said she is sharing my life. She reminded me of the people at church who complimented me when she was here, and in my uber lonely state the other night I said that they were just being polite.
I guess for me having people share my life and care about me means that they help me, and the meaning of the help (that they really do care and that I can count on them) is more important than the help itself. Sometimes I am so needy and it’s embarrassing. I wanted to call my friend this morning and ask him if I could visit just so he could hug me, but I didn’t know what he would say. I told him later, and he said he wanted to be there for me to support me. Tomorrow he is coming over to help me pack. Other people have offered to help me move all of my stuff on Saturday, and tonight I had the advance decorating crew.
Two girlfriends who I feel really comfortable with came over, ate my very home spun meal with kind words, and helped me move my decorations to my new place. These included scarves, pictures, and assorted knickknacks. We moved the furniture, moved it again, hung pictures, considered fung shui. I needed an advance decorating crew to make this move feel positive. I just had this image of moving into a new place and sitting in a bare room for a month as I slowly settled in. It seemed so depressing after making my current room so cute. Friend S was going to bring sage to clear out the energy of past residents. Friend A was going to bring her baggua book. They both forgot, but they couldn’t have done any ceremony or positioned things more fung shuily to better accomplish what I needed than what they did. To have people really consider, with earnestness, where you should hang your Buddhist prayer flags, and find just the right place for your poseable Aragorn action figure is like a magical dispeller of loneliness.
I wrote this a couple days ago, and the idea of “community” has come up several times since then. This post is about how neccesary for community it feels to have people know and care about the details of my life.
January 29, 2006
Grey’s Anatomy and The Gilmore Girls were voted in the top five shows! I love the Gilmore Girls. It works as well as chocolate and is the non-food comfort food in my life. I can live without Grey’s Anatomy, but it is the only other show I make an effort to watch.
Cool, good taste, random sampling of people. What are your “must watch” tv shows?
January 25, 2006
I sent a fan email to Pandora and got a reply, both of which I’m sharing with you. (Right now I’m listening to The Rain by the Subdudes. “You’re beautiful and ordinary. Life is very good with you indeed.” Now Trouble by Elliot Smith. mmm! This is a good station.)
Hi Pandora people,
I used to loove listening to music. I would listen to the college radio station in our town, and listened to friends’ music all through college, and then onto KRCL, an awesome local station in Utah. Then I figured I just got old and stodgy and stopped being as interested in discovering new music, but the truth is I just moved to a place with lots of corporate radio and friends with less time to lay around and listen to music. So, thank you thank you thank you thank you thank YOU for a place to discover music again. Yay!
PPS: I’m having the most luck with my station “Love will come to you” by the Indigo Girls.
Tim Westergren to me Jan 24 (18 hours ago)
Thanks so much for your kind words, – I’m really glad you’re enjoying the service so much.
Nothing quite like getting reconnected with music…! No one should be without it.
Great to have you as a pandora listener.
NOTE: Pandora Tour
Beginning in Mid-March, we’re planning a road trip across the Southern states to meet listeners and look for new music. We’re starting in Austin, Texas at the SXSW conference, then heading East. We’ll wind our way all the way to Washington DC. Still plotting our course, which we’ll eventually start posting on our blog (http://blog.pandora.com/pandora/). Keep in touch – we may come through your town and would love to meet you (feel free to suggest destinations too.. we’ll be in no particular hurry to cross the continent!).
January 24, 2006
I’m just passing on links today, but, oh my gosh! How right on is this paragraph. I haven’t even gotten to the end of this and I had to stop and pass it along to you, from someone who has just started to feel in the last few years like she is suited to this world after all.
What a recipe for alienation. By the time they reach an age to think about what they’d like to do, most kids have been thoroughly misled about the idea of loving one’s work. School has trained them to regard work as an unpleasant duty. Having a job is said to be even more onerous than schoolwork. And yet all the adults claim to like what they do. You can’t blame kids for thinking ‘I am not like these people; I am not suited to this world.
Read more about How to Do What You Love.
January 24, 2006
Oh yeah, I find such good things on the delicious popular posts. Check out all the things you can do with RSS at Basement.org. Don’t be afraid if you don’t understand RSS, it’s just a way to get information from other places online. The cool thing is, you can put it on your blog to share, or put it on a portal, like Netvibes.
January 23, 2006
guess i wasn’t the best one to ask… me myself with my face pressed up against love’s glass… to see the shiny toy I’ve been hoping for the one I never can afford… the wide world spins and spits turmoil and the nations toil for peace… but the paws of fear upon your chest, only love can soothe that beast… and my words are paper tigers no match for the predator of pain inside her… i say love will come to you hoping just because i spoke the words that they’re true as if i’ve offered up a crystal ball to look through where there’s now one there will be two… i was born under the sign of cancer… like brushing cloth i smooth the wrinkles for an answer… i close my eyes and wish you fine (i’m always closing my eyes wishing i’m fine) even though i know you’re not this time (even though i’m not this time)… i say love will come to you hoping just because i spoke the words that they’re true as if i’ve offered up a crystal ball to look through where there’s now one there will be two… dodging your memories a field of knives always on the outside looking in on other’s lives… i say love will come to you hoping just because i spoke the words that they’re true as if i’ve offered up a crystal ball to look through where there’s now one there will be two… and i wish her insight to battle love’s blindness strength from the milk of human kindness a safe place for all the pieces that scattered learn to pretend there’s more than love that matters
January 23, 2006
Inspired by Andrea, I’m going to list my own Micro-updates.
* Did I ever mention that I graduated? I think that means that in formal situations, you now have to call me “Master.” I got all A’s my last semester. I worked hard and am glaaaadddd it paid off.
* I’m moving to a new part of town. It is a house for international students with all expenses included in the rent. I can stay as long as I like and leave when I want to, so it will be a good place during this liminal time.
* I’m looking for a job. I am dreaming of discretionary income. I’m going to save a substantial amount each month, and then… My list of first things to buy is growing longer. The first thing I will do with insurance is get fillings. Right now the top of my discretionary income list are new bras… Ahhh… the luxury.
* Today I am indulging my organizing yen and purging and packing semi-meticulously. I know I will feel a lot better when all of my stuff is packed and labeled.
* Last night I was so sad and wondered if I will ever be loved in the “you jump, I jump” sort of way. I sure hope I will, but if I’m not, I will fill up my life with all the other fabulous parts of life.
January 23, 2006
Every week when I make the shopping list, Sophie insists that I make her a ‘Sophia is Great’ list.
Check out French Toast Girl to see the cat.